Chapter 861: Chapter 861: Not Just Anyone Can Taste It
It’s nice that Zhao Gushen remembered this point.
Zhuang Mingyan quickly said, "I forgot to make an appointment before coming."
"But I thought it was related to Changping," Zhuang Mingyan said, "It’s about work, quite important, and you should make an exception to see me."
"I didn’t expect Changping’s requirements to be so strict," Zhuang Mingyan lowered her head slightly, "But it’s my fault for not making an appointment."
"So I thought I’d wait here for you, and talk to you when you came out," Zhuang Mingyan said.
Zhao Gushen looked indifferent.
He said nothing, not even a hint of expression, and directly pressed the elevator to go downstairs.
Zhuang Mingyan closely followed Zhao Gushen and entered the elevator meant exclusively for him.
Zhao Gushen gave her a deep, meaningful glance.
He was about to escort her out.
But Zhuang Mingyan seemed quite self-aware.
As if she foresaw Zhao Gushen would kick her out, Zhuang Mingyan quickly pressed the elevator’s close door button, followed by the button for the first floor.
"Senior, are you going downstairs?" Zhuang Mingyan asked with a smile.
Zhao Gushen mocked with a slight curve of his lips, "Yes."
"Are you going for lunch? Want to go together?" Zhuang Mingyan added, "It’s just that I want to talk to you about the International Cooking Competition."
"Unfortunately, my wife is coming to join me for lunch," Zhao Gushen replied coldly.
"Don’t mind adding me, right?" Zhuang Mingyan continued.
Zhao Gushen squinted his eyes, finally turning his head to look directly at Zhuang Mingyan.
It had been a long time since he had seen someone with such thick skin.
Though, he had known one such person before.
That was his own son, Xiao Mo.
Although the little guy was thick-skinned, he was adorable enough.
But Zhuang Mingyan was not as cute.
Her thick skin was just annoying.
Zhao Gushen directly replied coldly, "My wife prepares the meals herself and brings them for me."
Zhuang Mingyan was momentarily stunned, hiding her disdain.
Thinking to herself, Ye Fei really was so ordinary.
She didn’t even consider who Zhao Gushen was, yet she still brings him food every day?
It was as if there were no restaurants near Changping.
"With so many restaurants near the company, why have her deliver meals?" It’s not as if he’s a regular office worker needing to scrimp and save by bringing his own lunch.
Zhao Gushen eating like this every day, Ye Fei wasn’t afraid that Zhao Gushen would be ridiculed.
It’s simply laughable!
Zhao Gushen sneered and then said, "You should know, my wife is an exceptionally talented chef, her meals are outstanding."
"After tasting her cooking, I can’t stomach the food from nearby restaurants during lunch at the company. So I can only ask her to take the trouble of delivering lunch to me every day."
"This is my fault for being too spoiled. She’s made me so picky that unless it’s absolutely necessary, I don’t like to eat elsewhere," Zhao Gushen said.
"She works hard for this, yet she still willingly runs back and forth every day just to make sure I eat comfortably," Zhao Gushen said.
Zhuang Mingyan thought, as a representative from the International Cooking Competition organizing committee, she often tasted dishes from distinguished chefs as part of her work.
Especially considering the International Cooking Association, which consists of world-renowned chefs.
The International Cooking Competition is organized by the International Cooking Association.
The organizing committee includes international celebrity chefs.
Each of them owns several or dozens of famous restaurants.
In such an environment, let alone the dishes prepared by famous chefs, she had even tasted the delicacies cooked by these big shots personally.
Including the Sushi God, whose restaurant requires people to queue and is nearly impossible to get a reservation.
She had tasted his creations too.
Then again, these leading master chefs seldom cook themselves now.
They mostly give instructions to those under them to execute their recipes.
Only special guests get them to cook personally.
Yet Zhuang Mingyan had tasted those dishes others usually can’t even taste at their restaurants.
She truly couldn’t believe Ye Fei’s cooking could surpass those.
From Zhao Gushen’s statement, it sounded exceptionally rare.
But Zhuang Mingyan genuinely didn’t take it to heart.
Putting away her disdain, Zhuang Mingyan said again, "Oh, that’s really rare."
"I watched the cooking competitions organized by Changping domestically, Ye Fei indeed stands out," Zhuang Mingyan added, "I wonder if I have the chance to taste her food this noon?"
Zhuang Mingyan thought she had already arrived, surely she’d get a taste?
It was perfect, Zhuang Mingyan would then have a gauge of Ye Fei’s skill.
"It’s only prepared in pairs." Zhao Gushen’s expression softened unconsciously at the mention of Ye Fei, his cold and hard demeanor vanished, and even his lips couldn’t help but form a gentle curve.
"She joins me for lunch every day," Zhao Gushen said.
"Without her company, I can’t enjoy the meal. Each time she eats with me, I can eat a lot more, my appetite greatly increases," Zhao Gushen added.
"So, sorry, there’s no extra portion for you," Zhao Gushen bluntly stated.
Zhuang Mingyan: "..."
Generally, shouldn’t one act courteously and offer the guest some food, even if it means sharing a little?
Yet Zhao Gushen outright said there’s none for her!
"Maybe next time... could she prepare an extra serving for me?" Zhuang Mingyan tried again.
Zhao Gushen scoffed outright this time, "My wife’s cooking isn’t just for anyone to taste."
